And I know that you don’t care I can hardly wait to leave this place

[master_of_mugen]

WHO: Allen Walker and Kanda Yuu (Noah!Kanda)
WHAT: Trying to escape the Black Order and not being caught.
WHERE: Black Order, Forest
WHEN: After discovering that Kanda was no longer who he thought he was.

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[master_of_mugen]

Kanda continued to run through the forest, once in a while he would stop in his tracks and either fall onto one knee or lean against a tree, trying to calm himself as he endured more of those massive headaches. He gritted his teeth and shut his eyes tightly, feeling like his skull would crack open at any given moment. One hand went to his forehead and winced, feeling the warm blood still pouring out of his new scars over his skin, feeling it going down his face and stinging his eyes.

"Che...how long do I have to endure this shit?" he hissed to himself quietly, the only sound he could hear other than his rapid breathing, was also some sounds the night had. Crickets chirping, the soft cold wind blowing and caressing his heated skin.

After a few moments of enduring the pain, the swordsman slowly straighten himself off and one hand went over his head and loosen the white hair tie over his ponytail, pulling it gently as his long, dark locks cascaded over his shoulders and down his back, almost reaching his narrow waist.

He sighed in relief as it felt a bit of less pressure over his head, the pain was still there but not as strong as it was just a few minutes ago. Opening his eyes, he wiped the crimson liquid from his face and continued to walk on.

As he walked to his unknown destination, he glanced up at the sky and saw the celestial body over the black velvet sky, silver...full and so beautiful. Oddly enough, the thought of the annoying beansprout jumped into his mind. He scoffed to himself as he thought of the exorcist. Kanda sighed as he tried to shake all thoughts involving the moyashi, and all exorcist in general. Guessing that now they are his enemies, the moment they find out what and who he was now.

The Noah then moved forward, telling himself that it was the past and that he shouldnt dwell in it, he had to take care of his present and his future, if he still had one. He didnt need to have any more complications in his life than what he already had now.

A few minutes passed and Kanda stopped, he placed a hand over the nearest tree and clutch his chest with his free one, besides the headache...the tattoo over his chest was burning, just like when he last fought Skin and used his Shouka and Kinki Sangenshiki to defeat him. The long haired teen then slowly sat against the trunk of the same tree and leaned back, deciding to take a breather before he continued his solitary destiny.

The newly Noah then closed his golden orbs, in his mind, thinking of all that had happened from that moment he saw himself in the mirror. He still couldn't believe it, that he had changed out of the blue and how was he suppose to figure out how to change back, if there WAS an option. Sighing, Kanda opened his eyes and looked up at the moon between the trees, luckily its moonlight didnt shine over him. He rather been in the darkness, that way he didnt have to see his hands, see them in a different color than what he was born with and covered in his own blood.

"What am I going to do now? Where must I go?" he mumbled quietly to himself, unaware of a certain person was slowly closing in on him.

[arenwalker]

Allen calmed his breathing as he picked up his pace. He wasn't sure why he was starting off faster. Perhaps because the footprints were slowly fading, as if the person were ever so slightly lifting off the ground. A creeping thought invaded Allen's mind and he banished it immediately. No Noah could be here, especially no someone like Tyki Mikk. And it was obviously Kanda, the way Allen saw the shoe size and the style, as well as the precise steps, each evenly apart, much like Kanda practiced with his sword.

Which Allen knew should not be left abandoned in Kanda's room. The samurai always had it. Mugen was, if one could say, like Kanda's precious treasure, the weapon that protected him, worked with him, and that made him an exorcist.

Allen suddenly stopped and thought about that. Kanda not in his room, Mugen left there... Something began to turn in the young exorcist's mind. Was Kanda thinking of leaving? Why?

Allen decided to move faster, dodging between trees down a path he knew Kanda took all the time. He'd stumbled upon it one day when the other was training and nearly gotten sliced in two for his "stalkerish habits". Allen was not a stalker. He had just gotten lost. He did that easily...

Yet tonight, his inner guidance system seemed to finally kick in and he moved swiftly around a tall oak tree, nearly tripping over the large roots in the ground and moving to more even ground. He glanced right and left, hoping to catch a long ponytail, a flash of silver from a coat, something that would help him find Kanda.

Wait. Why was he trying so hard to find Kanda? The thought of Kanda going on a late night mission was believable and Allen would've immediately accepted that idea except that the image of Mugen laying on that desk gathering dust kept it back and dismissed it as absurd.

Again... Kanda wouldn't go anywhere without Mugen. The bond between the samurai and his weapon was too strong.

The moon was some help and that being allowed Allen to see ahead, watching as the silver rays filtered between the tree branches, casting dark butterflies across the forest floor from the tree's foliage. And under the farthest tree was--

"Kanda!"

Allen wasn't sure why he had shouted out the exorcist's name. He was walking fast, then, heading towards the samurai. When he got within ten feet of the Japanese male, he stopped. Something didn't feel right. There was something different. Why was Kanda sitting there, looking exhausted and... was that blood?

"Kanda, what happened?"

In just the moonlight, he couldn't tell the different skin tone Kanda had, but he knew it was slightly different just from a glance. The moon would make Kanda stand out more, not let him sink back in the shadows of the trees.

Allen reached out a hand, reaching to Kanda's face where it looked like blood was coming from. Had he been attacked? The black bangs seemed to stick to Kanda's forehead, obscuring the wound, whatever it was.

[master_of_mugen]

Kanda was actually enjoying the quietness that surrounded him, its been a while that he just sat by a random tree and just took pleasure in his surroundings, much like after his brutal training with mugen. A good meditation from that, helped ease his tiredness and made him calm...well that was until he stepped foot into the Oder and all hell broke lose.

Eyes then snapped open as he heard his name being called, he growled as he knew exactly who the owner of said voice was.

"So much for being undetected."

He mused himself as he continued to sit on the ground, he shift his body a bit so that he was more comfortable since he had the two katanas over his back. The ex-exorcist lowered his head as the boy approached him, Kanda fist his hands tightly to his side, trying to prevent himself in beating the shit out of the damn moyashi, he wasn't suppose to be here and find him. What the fuck was he doing here?

And then, the nerve, trying to ask me questions; bad enough that he had to see him like this but to actually get close to him. No, he had to stop him; he wont let the idiot see him like this.

Just then the imbecile extended that cursed hand towards his face, the memory of their shared kiss emerged into his mind and he quickly shook it off, there was no way that he would think such a thing at this moment...or EVER. And when he saw that black, innocence hand almost touch his face...Kanda quickly smacked it away; he quickly got up from his comfortable seat and stepped deeper into the shadows.

"Bastard! Get away from me!"

"What the fuck are you doing here, moyashi? Go back to the Order and dont you dare follow me."

The swordsman hissed angrily, hoping that it will just make the boy upset and leave, just like numerous times he done in the past. If all else fail, a strong, skillful hand went to one of the katanas' handle that were placed on his back as he continued to growl and glare within the darkness and towards the white haired teen.

[arenwalker]

Allen bit back a startled yelp when Kanda swat his hand away rather roughly. He hadn't exactly hurt, really, but the act of doing it hurt. Allen could only stare incredulously at Kanda as he moved deeper into the shadows. For a moment, the silver-haired exorcist thought he saw Kanda's dark eyes flash gold before hiding in the darkness of the trees again. No, a trick of the moonlight. It had to be.

So why did it make Allen shiver so?

He stood there and the wind reminded the exorcists of its presence, blowing through with a gentle huff, ruffling through Allen's short hair and caressing Kanda's longer hair. The young exorcist couldn't come to a conclusion on his own.

"What the fuck are you doing here, moyashi? Go back to the Order and don't you dare follow me."

Allen moved his lips, but he hadn't known his mouth had gone dry. After clearing his throat, he spoke in a gentler voice. "I was--" Worried? "--concerned..." Allen then tried to think of a random excuse and failed. Might as well speak the truth. "I couldn't sleep and I happened to walk by your room... you left Mugen on your desk. And... I know you don't go anywhere without that sword. It's your Innocence."

Allen lifted his gaze to look at Kanda's dark, shadowed eyes. "Kanda, what's going on? You're bleeding all over; your hands are covered in blood. Did something happen?"

That was a stupid question. It was more like, "what happened?" rather than asking if something had or not.

Allen flinched when he heard the familiar chak of Kanda's grip enclosing the hilt of one of the katanas on his back. No, he wouldn't... Those eyes flashed again, gold once more. Allen's lips parted in surprise. The stormy blue-grey eyes he was accustomed to kept flickering that deep hue of yellow-brown and it instilled a small hint of fear in Allen.

Wait a moment.

Allen peered into the darkness, taking a few steps forward. Daringly. Kanda looked ready to attack him, but Allen wasn't thinking about that. An apparent head injury. Flickering gold eyes. Surely it was a trick of moonlight. The idea couldn't possibly--

Allen stopped not five feet from the older exorcist. So daring he was to pursue the other despite... despite that sword being drawn. "Kanda, you..." Allen tilted his head ever so slightly and--

"What are you so afraid of?" The tone was curious, confused, concerned. The underlying worry buried beneath the curiosity finally made its way past Allen's lips. He wasn't sure why. He still wasn't exactly sure why Kanda was acting this way and he had an idea, but surely that idea was absurd. Kanda of all people... there was no way. Allen was the only exception and his story was, well, it was a muddled mess, but there was still sense in it. Except...

He shook it away; no. It couldn't be it.

Even if he didn't know what was wrong, he could tell Kanda was hiding something important. "Tell me."

Something pulsed deep within Allen, though he wasn't sure what it was. He ignored it in favor of concentrating on Kanda, despite that it just made the pulsing more pronounced. What was it?

[master_of_mugen]

The Noah's golden orbs widen for a moment as he saw how the white haired teen continued to approach him. A slight panic came over him but of course he quickly recovered and kept stepping back; he cant afford the idiot to see him how he was right now. God knows what will happen if the Order found out about him...well maybe he might have an idea but he wasn't going to risk it.

"Moyashi...I said leave...now."

He growled and slowly took out the katana from his back and aimed it towards Allen, hoping the beansprout will get the idea and leave. Or he will make him leave.

But then he almost dropped the sword as that question was asked of him...

'What are you so afraid of?'

But he gripped the handle even tighter as he continued to aim it at the boy as he thought up on what to say or do. Damn that moyashi, why couldn't he just mind his own damn business.

'Tell me.'

Came another reply from the boy, Kanda frowned and closed his eyes for a moment trying to figure out why Allen was so intent on 'helping' him, on trying to get close to him. Just because they shared a simple kiss, didnt mean he was about to share their feelings to one another.

"Moyashi, for the last time...dont make me kill you. Leave me alone."

The swordsman hissed and took a step back even more, hiding into the shadows and making sure that the beansprout had not seen his new form. He knew that the moment he saw his reflection that early morning though his mirror, he knew that he was the one that was the impostor...not the look-a-like he met before.

He snorted to himself, guessing that now he didnt deserve a name which he thought was his...well at least not anymore. He was just a Noah, an enemy to the boy in front of him; he could care less with everyone else inside that retched building only half a mile away. Those were not his friends, he didnt have any friends...he has no one now and it would be best if he left before all this exploded into his face.

"I'm leaving, and dont stop me."